"It is the genius of your restless discontented nation to go blundering about the world like buffaloes in search of fresh pasture.

You have founded already two or three grand new empires, and you are now going to form another; and men like you ought to have their fingers in the pie." "Well, God speed you, and Hamlyn too, wherever you go.

Are you going home, Mr.Hawker ?" George, who hated James from the very bottom of his heart, was not ill-pleased to hear there would be a chance of soon getting rid of him.
He had been always half jealous of him, though without the slightest cause, and to-night he was more so than ever, for Mary, since she had heard of James' intended departure, had grown very grave and silent.

He stood, hat in hand, ready to depart, and as usual, when he meant mischief, spoke in his sweetest tones.
"I am afraid I must be saying good evening, Mr.Thornton.Why, James," he added, "this is something quite new.

So you are going to Botany without waiting to be sent there.